Fight Like A Girl (Part One) by Dawn Pendleton

Author:Dawn Pendleton [Pendleton, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Six

“Hey.”

The three of us stood there awkwardly. Kingston was still in the hallway and Wynter and I were standing in the entry of my apartment. If ever there was a time where awkward wasn’t an awkward enough word, we were living it.

Finally, Wynter found her voice. “You must be Kingston. I’m her best friend, Wynter. I’m so glad Max found someone to train her. I never really thought Jeff was good enough,” she said as she shook Kingston’s hand.

He smiled at her. “It’s so nice to meet you.”

“Well, Max,” she said, turning to me. “I’m going to head home. Text me tomorrow, okay?” She hugged me and then turned to Kingston again. When she hugged him and whispered something in his ear, I rolled my eyes. She was far too protective of me. “See you later,” she said, trading places with Kingston and closing the door behind her.

I ignored him and went into the kitchen in search of more wine. All I had was a six pack of beer, so I pulled two out and tossed one to Kingston.

“You shouldn’t be drinking so soon before a fight,” he said, popping the tab on his can.

I opened my can and lifted it to my lips, a wry smile on my lips. “Oops.” I took a long swig from the can and closed my eyes, enjoying the taste.

“Are you always this stubborn?” he asked, making himself at home. He sat on my couch and waited for me to join him.

“The short answer is yes. What are you doing here?” I walked into the living room but I didn’t sit. I stared down at him.

“I wanted to make sure you were okay,” he said. He sounded sincere, but who the hell knew what he was thinking?

“Well, I’m fine. You can go now.”

He chuckled. “We should probably talk about everything that’s happened.”

“Actually, I think it would be better if we never talked about it again. You’re my trainer for now, and that’s the only relationship we need to have.” I downed more beer.

“Max,” he growled.

I closed my eyes so I didn’t have to look at him. “Listen, I’m not some fragile little college co-ed who thinks we’re in love or something, okay? You don’t have to try to make things okay. You’re my trainer until my first fight. End of story.”

“Look at me,” he demanded, and I jumped, surprised to hear his low voice so close. I opened my eyes and found him standing in front of me, less than a foot away. “I get what you’re saying. You’re an adult, and I respect that. But I’m not going to treat you like some common street whore, either.” His gray eyes were intense, clouded with desire.

Despite his words, I had a feeling he had ulterior motives. An awkward moment passed between us. As much as I wanted his sexy body again, I didn’t want to get involved. It was too risky. He wasn’t worth my career.

“I want to fuck you again,” he declared, his eyes staring into mine.

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